Brittle and cold today, I was doing a bit of urban exploring on my one-speed in Mattapan. Down to take some photos, my larger goal was Simco’s on the Bridge, which has been there since 1935. Regrets I’ve known a few, and today was no exception as I could not resist stopping first at Lenny’s Tropical Bakery. I carefully devoured a piping hot beef patty (which is the Caribbean version of an empanada) and pocketed a slice of coconut cake. The interior I seem to recall was hot-pants pink, but maybe that’s was just my mood trying to pick between the Dominican bread, piles of patties, and slices of loaf cake. It’s not the easiest place to escape from on your bike because folks are double parking erratically to dash in.
The regret with Simco’s was that I could not quickly order another dog as one dog + beef patty filled me up. The dog was extra long and slender. It had texture and a crisp enough casing without being too toothy. The roll was a marvel: griddle fried white bread. Warm, with a hint of oily fat taste to it, just enough to make your tongue really want more. If it weren’t for a summer spent wrapped in Lycra, I’d probably just order five or six buns and pass my dogs on to some poor low-carb New Year’s dieter.
I’ve never had a hot dog as good as the one I ate at Simco’s.
Simco’s on the Bridge
1509 Blue Hill Ave
Mattapan
617-296-3800
Lenny’s Tropical Bakery
1195 Blue Hill Ave
Mattapan
617-296-2587
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“If it weren’t for a summer spent wrapped in Lycra” you say. Aren’t you wearing your winter wool jersey? The sausage one? Ha! Oh boy, to go search for the hot dog place sometime soon…
Ah! If only I could remotely fit into my wool jersey! I still have not decided if I should diet into it or return it. Damn.
You know winter in Boston. I was out yesterday in three long sleeve t-shirts, wool sweater, eskimo coat…just the normal stuff I wear everywhere all the time to deal with it on or off the bike. It is one of the wonders of my new one-speed. I just bike around in normal clothes with normal shoes. I love it.
It had been almost a month since I’d been on my bike for a whole day. I’ve got to get a winter weekend tour planned. Boy howdy.
Well, on Christmas eve, I took my kids to the beach. (and I live on the North Shore of Mass.) Hopefully you got out for a ride that day.
maybe you can exchange the wool jersey for a bigger one??